I got crapped on

By a bird.
At a ball game.
Only I couldn't find it.
I just knew it.

So there I am trying to find the evidence without looking like I am looking for birdy-do-do.

I even ask a fellow baseball mom and facebook friend....hey...can you se any bird sh*t in my hair?

She looks.
Nothing.

But later when I get up I see it on the back of my chair.
And at home the kids point out that it is on the back of my shirt.

Moral to this story:
If you think you've been sh8t on, you probably have.
Trust your instincts.
Literally.
and figuratively.

Happy Birthday Marzee!

I love you so so much.

So what does a mama do to make one of the most special-est people in the whole entire world feel more special?

She takes her shopping.

And out to lunch.

And how bout a manicure?

It's been a special day.

But nothing I can ever do or say will be quite sufficient for expressing just how much I love this girl.

On our way into town, I went all mushy-mommy on her and told her about a gift that I received when I was 12.

It wasn't a birthday gift, it was a christmas gift that I got from my grandpa.

Under the tree was a small box.

To: Robin

From: Grandpa

My grandpa died a few weeks before christmas.

So having a gift under the tree from him alone was one of those moments in life that you just don't forget.

My grandma explained to me that grandpa wanted to get me something special this year. He thought that I sometimes got ripped off, being the oldest kid. And for that matter....she said that he thought I should have something that showed that I was growing up.

I opened up a ring with 3 small diamonds on it.

Today, I gave that ring to Marisa.

As my 2nd-born, but oldest of 3 girls....I recognize that she sometimes gets a raw deal.

She is stuck in the middle of everyone.

And she is "in the middle" as far as her age goes.

I ask a lot of her.

And I know that she comes through.

She has proven her responsibility time and time again.

She sometimes is "in the middle" with all of her friends.

She gets along with everybody. I mean everybody.

Which means she isn't really a part of any ONE crowd or click.

She hasn't had ONE best girlfriend for a long time.

As fustrating as I can see this is for her....it just goes to show how genuine she is.

She doesn't bend to be a part of the crowd.

And I know she must really really want to.

How can anyone who is 12 not want to belong somewhere?

I'll tell you where she belongs.

It is right here with me.

dear marzee~

I love how you and i sometimes talk "in code."

i love how you remember the tiniest of details.

i love how BEAUTIFUL you are.

i love your sweet spirit.

i love your wise soul.

i love how you are fun-loving.

you make me want to be a better mommy.

you are so special

and i am so glad God gave you to me.

love~mom

Let's take some inventory

So I told my previous employer that I now have a full work release and pretty much found out for sure what I already knew.

My old job no longer exists.

dangit!

I loved that job. And it gave me the flexibility to pursue what can only be legitimately called a hobby-writing.

Yeah, yeah, I know. I have had success with pieces being published.
But the truth is, it isn't paying the bills.

So it is time to take some serious inventory of my skills and try to think outside the box....

Things I am good at:
1. Making breakfast.
2. Cleaning up after breakfast.
3. Making lunch.
4. Cleaning up after lunch.
5. Getting food back out for hungry people.
6. Cleaning up after the ants who found the food.
7. Shopping for groceries.
8. Supper.....you get the idea.
9. Taking care of kids .....after lots of experience in this field, I can argue that it might not necessarily be a skill that I should get paid for.
10. Working with kids at school....again, see # 9 for the other side of this coin.
11. Massage Therapy.....license is currently inactive
12. Columnist, reporter, photographer for newspaper....NOBODY is giving me a job in this field! Been trying for couple of months now.
13. I like to read. Love it, actually.
14. I like to tell people what to do, but not very good at knowing what to do myself.
15. Laundry.....hey, it's there and I do it.

I'm reading my list and I think I have ADD.

Um....so ok. Most, if not all of these are not really resume worthy. I see a theme with kids and food. Maybe I should be a waitress when I grow up?

I think I need some counseling.

Someone should just tell me what to do.
and hire me.

Jody's blog is inspiring

I read this over on Jody's blog.....and I just loved it.

“In the entire history of the universe, let alone in your own history, there has never been another day just like today, and there will never be another just like it again. Today is the point to which all your yesterdays have been leading since the hour of your birth. It is the point from which all your tomorrows will proceed until the hour of your death. If you were aware of how precious today is, you could hardly live through it. Unless you are aware of how precious it is, you can hardly be said to be living at all.”

(Frederick Buechner)

Full Release to Work

I had my Last Last Last "regular" check-up for my neck. I got the thumbs-up-everything-looks-like-it-should-be-looking from the doc. He gave me a written release to let me know that I can go back to work now.

with no restrictions!!!!


He told me that I could do what I wanted. He laughed and said he couldn't recommend breaking the law or breaking any codes of morality that I may hold. But other than that.....

well obviously, right?

So now what?

This would be sort of an exciting time for me if I hadn't already been LOOKING and APPLYING for jobs that are just NOT happening for me and so, therefore I am just a little teensy bit DEPRESSED instead.

But I got to keep a photocopy of an x-ray.
It's totally going on the fridge.

I think I need to sign up for some lessons

What is it like to live in the moment?
As in this. very. moment.
and not the next moment or what you think the moment should look like or a moment that may or may not ever happen except within the perameters of your own brain.

I think I know what it should look like, but just can't seem to get there.

How do you just "be?"
How do you not let worry overtake you?
What is it like to wake up and not think about issues that are deep and huge?
What is it like to let your mind relax?

Can you answer these?
Do you give lessons?

Durant Dragonz